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The fortune of war, detest swings of my axe cadence calls again!

Innate since birth, sickness rises.

A carnal thirst 'neath the gasp of air.

Bow in catastrophe stone walls of eternity,

forever in submission to the heir.

Winter comes with I torn in fatal incident.

These lifeless winds I leave behind,

suggest heaven to be so distant.

Steeds left to die in the grey and stagnant air.

Arise! This power in the night.

Music of legions lead a war in despair.

Blood pools everywhere!

Limp bodies crash,

like waves that move the ocean.

A fire in the skies, another dream denied.

Fester, till smothered,

their future uspoken,

unwritten,

unsung,

unbroken.

Death Sings in contra,

through fevers I wade, alive!

Remember my pain

Hold me under the deafening cries, of my heart.

I'm lost in black clouds that blossom in wind raging flight.

I was born, a thief in the night